When night fell, a convoy of cars left Augen Manor.
Of the two bodyguard cars, the limousine in the middle didn't drive into Edland City but went around the outskirts of the city and headed towards another direction.
Sitting in the limousine, Kieran was looking at Anne Aldrich Augen who was applying her red nail polish with a file. Kieran's mind was perfecting his plan, using the guests of tonight's banquet as witnesses to bring Sister Reid's statue to Edland City Library.
"Damn it, if this goes on, all my nails will be ruined!"
Anne Aldrich Augen complained.
Kieran kept quiet.
When he came back in the afternoon, Anne Aldrich Augen was applying her nail polish excitedly. She wouldn't have forgotten about the banquet but she still did it, which meant she asked for it herself.
So, Kieran wouldn't even reply to such words.
Of course, it was also because of tonight's plan.
Even though they only spent a short time together, Kieran understood Anne Aldrich Augen too well.
Everything unfolded as Kieran expected.
While Kieran was keeping quiet, Anne Aldrich Augen pulled out her stockinged right foot from the plain leather shoes that she had just changed into. She then extended her long leg and pointed the tip of her foot at Kieran's knee.
Although the limousine had space that a common car couldn't compare to, when Anne Aldrich Augen extended her leg, the space started to shrink.
Within such a small space, it was hard for Kieran to dodge.
Other than jumping out of the car.
However, as her temporary bodyguard, Kieran would never leave her side.
Similar to how he would never allow Anne Aldrich Augen to point the tip of her foot at his knee.
Not only because of the plan but also because of the awkward feeling and … a sense of disgust.
So …
When the black muzzle of the gun was pointed at Anne Aldrich Augen, the charming lady who was complaining a moment ago changed her expression at the next moment.
Anne Aldrich Augen knew Kieran was serious when he felt the temperature in the car drop rapidly.
"I didn't give you a weapon to point it at me!"
Anne Aldrich Augen emphasized.
"I know."
Kieran nodded and put away his gun.
Anne Aldrich Augen raised a brow after Kieran sheathed his gun and went silent again, as if he wanted to say something.
But in the end, he didn't say anything.
In simple words, Anne Aldrich Augen was a little frightened by Kieran.
Could it be that he had recalled something bad?
For the rest of the journey, Anne Aldrich Augen's mind was thinking about this matter.
Regarding Kieran's whereabouts, a smart woman like Anne Aldrich Augen wouldn't send anyone to follow and monitor him.
She knew very well that a Grandmaster of Combat who was even stronger than Mayer would have a keen sense.
The bodyguards under her weren't enough to follow such a person.
Once they were discovered, the close cooperation between both of them would undoubtedly have a huge crack.
Anne Aldrich Augen didn't want that to happen.
She was in the most crucial moment now, she wouldn't allow any mistakes.
However, things like sending a chauffeur to send Kieran to the place he wanted to go.
Then, deducing and guessing what Kieran was up to, Anne Aldrich Augen would never get tired of it.
For example, her secretary dutifully told her what Kieran did before this.
Anne Aldrich Augen didn't believe that Kieran was suffering from amnesia at first but as time went by, she started to doubt it.
Because no one would be like Kieran who had no common sense.
Despite Kieran learning speed, Anne Aldrich Augen could easily tell that it was all learned and not faked.
A person like Kieran would be suffering from amnesia in other people's eyes.
However, Anne Aldrich Augen was different.
Anne Aldrich Augen's acquired skepticism caused her to never trust a person or a thing 100%.
Even if it was the truth.
However, it didn't stop Anne Aldrich Augen from playing her little game of guessing and making all sorts of assumptions and guesses.
Squinting his eyes and looking at Anne Aldrich Augen's expression, Kieran knew his actions had successfully aroused her suspicion.
Next, it would depend on those people's "cooperation".
Kieran was full of confidence in Kieran's "cooperation".
…
The outskirts of Edland City didn't just have a single Augen Manor.
There were other manors as well.
Naturally, Augen Manor was the biggest and most luxurious among them.
When Cymede Augen was still alive, Augen Manor was the number one manor in Edland City.
But following Symede Augen's death, such a title seemed to have instantly become a hollow name.
Inside a magnificent hall, three men who could shake Edland City with a single breath were sitting around a table.
The three of them looked at each other but none of them spoke first.
The silence made the atmosphere in the hall heavy.
In the end, the scrawny middle-aged man spoke first.
"That woman is coming, what are you guys going to do?
Don't tell me you really want to give up Edland City to her?
Dream on! "
The scrawny middle-aged man on the left of the scrawny middle-aged man grunted coldly.
"When Symede Augen was still alive, we were split in half. Now she, a widow, wants to have everything? I don't mind sending her to Cymede Augen! "
The fat man continued.
"Don't rush, don't rush, I can keep her for a while before I start looking for her. You need to know if it wasn't for Cymede Augen, she would have become my most precious toy."
Opposite the fat man was a man with a handlebar mustache.
Compared to the fat man and the middle-aged man with a thin face, this man was not very old. He retained the appearance of a young man in the prime of his life. His appearance was even more outstanding and could be said to be handsome. In particular, he had a slightly scholarly temperament, which was even more eye-catching.
However, what the man said made one frown.
However, neither of the two men in the hall did so, both of them showed a meaningful smile.
It seemed like both of them shared the same thought.
"Edland City's number one beauty, whenever I think of such a title, I can't help but feel hot."
The scrawny middle-aged man said in a rude manner.
"Oh, do you need me to cool you down?"
"Mayer!"
The man with the handlebar mustache who looked like a scholar uttered a name softly.
Instantly, the fat man's face changed for the worse.
"Weldon, are you looking for trouble?
"Do you want me to clean up your mess?"
The fat man asked in a threatening tone.
"Cibork, you can try."
The man named Weldon said with a smile.
However, the aura on his body had turned from a scholar to a gloomy and gloomy, like an executioner.
"Oh, then we …"
"Enough!"
The scrawny middle-aged man shouted. He looked up at his two collaborators and his heart was filled with hatred.
If it wasn't for his two collaborators dragging him down, he wouldn't have been suppressed by Cymede Augen. Now that Cymede Augen was dead, his chance to rise up had arrived.
How could he allow the two of them to continue causing trouble?
The moment the shout subsided.
A group of gunmen rushed in.
Cibork and Weldon stood up from their chairs.
"Urtegard, what are you doing?"
Both of them shouted with ugly faces.
"Aren't you two worried about Mayer?
Let me introduce you two to someone: Macken State's Charlie Graff. After Zaigen, he is the strongest wrestler and fighter in Macken State. "
Urtegard said loudly as if he didn't even notice the ugly faces of the two of them.
Following his loud voice.
A fat man that didn't look like a human walked in from the outside with his bare upper body.
Dong, Dong, Dong.
Every step he took caused the ground to tremble. When the fat man reached Cibork and Weldon, the two of them instantly looked tiny in front of his tall and strong body.
"Don't mention Zaigen to me!
He is just a coward that ran away after beating me once by luck!
I am ten thousand times stronger than him now! "
Charlie Graff, who looked like a mountain of flesh, roared loudly.
"Of course, Mr. Graff.
Is there anything else you need? "
"Food?"
"Alcohol?"
"Women?"
"As long as you say it, I will fulfill all your requests!"
Urtega was different from how he treated his two allies. Urtega seemed to be very kind to the mountain of flesh in front of him. It could even be said that he was trying to curry favor with it.
Although from the bottom of his heart, Urtegard treated Kieran as an idiot.
He didn't show it on the surface.
"Food, alcohol, women, I want it all!"
Charlie Graff shouted loudly.
"Very well."
Urtegard waved his hand and told his men to make arrangements.
However, at that moment, one of the gunmen who had been guarding outside the door ran in quickly.
"Boss, that woman is here!"
Everyone in the lobby was shaken up when they heard the news.
Cibork and Weldon were no exceptions.
Charlie Graff even shouted loudly in an insufferably arrogant manner.
"The target is here?
Let me take care of her and you pay me! "
Charlie Graff then wanted to walk out of the lobby.
"Mr. Graff, don't rush, we have plenty of time. You can rest for a while, we …"
The scrawny middle-aged man wanted to say something.
However, he suddenly realized Charlie Graff beside him was trembling.
Layers of meat were moving up and down like waves under Charlie Graff's trembling. Dense sweat seeped out of his skin and splashed everywhere along with the rippling of the meat.
A lot of the sweat even landed on Urtegard's body and face.
However, the middle-aged man didn't care about the sweat.
He noticed Charlie Graff, who could easily take down multiple fighters without flinching, was showing fear on his face. Charlie Graff was staring at the young man behind the woman.
As if he felt Charlie Graff's gaze.
The young man turned around.
There were no more emotions in his bright eyes, only a faint, ice-cold killing intent.
As though he felt the murderous intent, Charlie shuddered and took a few steps back.
Dong, Dong, Dong!
Bang!
After retreating four to five steps, in the end …
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